"Aah-!"
As a scream tore through the sky, the last mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator on the battlefield was struck by the Illusory Truth Ruler. His chest instantly caved in, and his soul returned to the Nether Soul Banner.
The battlefield had spread from midair into the mountain forest below, leaving devastation everywhere: shattered trees, broken branches, and scorched earth pitted with craters.
Though Li Kui's hemp robes were stained with blood, none of it was his own.
He gazed at the sole remaining ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator, his breathing slightly uneven. His body, already nearing decay, had affected him after all, showing signs of exhaustion after one fierce battle after another.
"Sure enough... an old man who refuses to die is a thief. But in the end, you're still a thief about to die."
An icy voice rang out from all directions.
In an instant, six shadowy figures slowly emerged from behind the surrounding rocks and out of the shadows.
They had deliberately concealed their bodies in black robes and hidden their faces. Every one of them exuded the aura of late Qi Refining. Two had even reached the ninth level.
These six had clearly been lying in wait for some time. The cultivators who had attacked first were merely cannon fodder they had used to probe their opponent.
Having discovered Li Kui's true condition, they could finally restrain themselves no longer and emerged one after another.
Seeing this, the surviving ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator silently retreated into their ranks.
"Old Man Li, hand over what's ours. Leaving that vast fortune to an old bastard on his last legs is a sheer waste!" The leader spoke hoarsely, deliberately roughening his voice.
Li Kui's clouded eyes swept over the six newcomers, anger and bewilderment twisting together in his heart.
Even now,